Page 27 of My Dear Mr. Corporate

CHAPTER 12

Bryan

“Are you going straight home?” Tate asked as he walked me to my car. We had just arrived back at his office and were about to separate with the anticipation of later. The reality was that he had business to attend to and couldn’t just leave work for sex. Well, technically he could but if we had reached this far without the sex what was a few more hours? It might have felt like I was at the point of explosion, but I would keep it all together until later.

“There are a few applications I’m thinking of hand-delivering and I may walk around a bit before going back to the house.” He didn’t need to know what was going through my mind in anticipation for tonight.

“Alright then. I’ll see you later. I’ll not stay a moment beyond five.”

“Okay.”

He took the car keys and opened the door for me. I opened my mouth to remind him I could get my own door. He kissed me to effectively shut me up, just a hard press of his lips against mine.

“Don’t argue,” he stated with a wink. “See you later.”

He walked toward the office building and instead of driving away, I watched his powerful frame. A shiver ran through my body and lust hit me straight in the gut and tightened my balls. I couldn’t wait to have him inside of me later tonight. Just remembering the sex between us back in the cabin sent excited nerves soaring through me. He had been so dominant in the bedroom and I’d loved it. He didn’t need the toys Keith had wanted in order to assert his dominance. Tate was a natural.

When he disappeared into the building, I drove out of the parking lot to run the errands I had mentioned. I had printed copies of my resume and a cover letter. I essentially hoped that going the extra mile of dropping off the letters by hand would work in my favor.

While dropping off the final later, I passed a restaurant on Fifth Avenue. I was stunned to see a walk-in application being advertised. While this was a common practice I didn’t expect it from a restaurant of this caliber. On a whim, I decided to drop in and fill out an application form. The hostess at the front desk was kind and explained they were desperate which was the reason for the notice placed inside the door. I almost didn’t bother to fill out the application because I really had no desire to work in a restaurant. In the end, I signed the application form as at the rate of my luck these days I wouldn’t even be considered suitable for working in the restaurant.

She seemed relieved when I handed in the application. I bid her farewell after she assured me they should get in touch with me in a couple of days. I didn’t hold my breath. I had heard that before and it hadn’t worked in my favor. I was slowly resigning myself to the fact that I may have no other choice but to accept the position Tate wanted me to occupy in the foundation of his company. I was hesitant because I had never worked with a foundation before and didn’t want him to find me lacking like every other employer seemed to be finding me.

On the way back to my car, I spotted a male lingerie shop that looked brand new. I had certainly never noticed it before. I couldn’t help my curiosity, so I walked over and pushed the door open. A little bell chimed above my head. I couldn’t remember the last time I entered a building and heard a chime.

Immediately upon entering, I found myself intrigued. The wide variety of stock I encountered was pleasing. The shop seemed to specialize in sexy lingerie for men. As a man who was used to wearing boxer shorts, my interest was piqued. Nobody else was in the shop so I took the opportunity to approach a mannequin dressed in red and black lace and velvet. The little thong looked hot between the hard male buns. A chuckle escaped me when I realized how much I was admiring the lingerie on the mannequin.

“Oh, I thought I heard the bell ring.”

I jerked away from the mannequin guiltily, and with pink cheeks turned to the man who appeared out of nowhere. Medium-height and slender, he sported a fashionable platinum hairstyle with the left cut low and the right falling over to that side. He wore dark eyeliner which looked amazing on him and which accentuated the clearest blue eyes I had ever seen on anyone. They had to be contact lenses. He was fashionably dressed in a pair of black jeans so tight I winced just thinking about him getting into them. A tight shirt and blazer complemented the look along with the light scarf around his neck.

“I was just browsing,” I replied.

“That’s okay. You can look around all you want.” I tried not to stare at the double piercing of his tongue when he spoke. He had a slight flair about him. The smile and look in his eyes were warm and inviting. “In fact, why don’t you tell me what you think of this place? Your genuine impression.”

“Umm.” I stared around, wanting to make an informed opinion. “I like it,” I admitted. “I even think my partner would like it and he’s quite the umm…” I ran out of adjective to describe Tate. I felt traitorous for discussing him with someone I didn’t even know from Adam.

The guy chuckled and rolled his eyes. “You have one of those too, huh? Mine is into business. He just ran out of here after telling me he would be late for my opening party later tonight.”

“You mean you’re not opened and I barged in?” I asked in horror. “I’m so sorry.”

He waved a hand at me. “That’s fine. I’m Jeremy by the way.”

“Bryan,” I replied. “I guess since you’re not open, I should go.”

He took a hold of my arm and steered me across the room. “You can’t go so soon. Besides you’re my first customer. You see anything you like and it’s yours without paying. The only catch? Bring your partner back here tonight with you at ten and help us celebrate the opening of my store.”

“Hmm.” I chewed on my bottom lip and thought about the night in store for both Tate and me. I was already trying to work out the hows of it. We should be finished with enough time to stop by and lend our support to a fellow member of our LGBTQ community.

“How about this? Think your boyfriend would love it?” I barely glimpsed the red garter and thong set he pointed at before he turned me around. “Nice. Your butt has a nice full shape. I think it’s perfect.”

I nearly choked at his words. “I don’t know. I’ve never tried anything like this before.” Toys, Keith and I had experienced in full but not sexy lingerie. Although on one hand I protested, on the other I was excited by the idea of Tate and I finding our thing. This could be totally ours, but what if he didn’t like it? I voiced my concerns to Jeremy. “I don’t know if it’s something my partner will like.”

“Honey, you’re gay. The man wants your ass. This thong makes it even more presentable. If he doesn’t want you even more when you’re decked out in this, my whole store will be bankrupt in a week. That’s how much confidence I have that you will rock this for him.”

His enthusiasm sold me on the idea, especially since I didn’t have to pay for it. The price tags on the outfits in his store weren’t exactly cheap. Besides, if I chickened out then I could always stuff it as far away from Tate’s reach as possible, so he would never know of this moment when I lost my head a little.

“Okay, it won’t hurt to try something new.”

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